Some wild roses tomorrow will crown my neck;
It's my destiny in this red colour and black;
It's tomorrow I will forget pain and sad,
Scarlet dawn will take it away with it's red.
I can feel it - the ghost of my love - it is there...
Fills my soul it's darkness, fills the wind, rain and air.
From the century of the dark moors and hellbornes
It will crown my head with wild fear and thorns...
My majestic Grey-Eyed and Unreachable King,
I can't take your great gold, purple cold and dead ring;
Please, forgive me, the sky wants to bless our pain,
To dry out the cries and clean souls with the rain.
Some wild roses tomorrow will crown my neck,
Maybe I'll believe that I should coming back...
It's tomorrow I'll lay the roses in my bed,
But I never forgive and I never forget...
25.09.2010
Mystic Falls...